From Gotham to Night City, my notoriety is known to everyone

Before Leo could even finish his curse, it quickly turned into a warning.

The gang of scavengers couldn't catch up and started to take desperate measures!

The passenger side window was lowered, the side of the car was kicked open, and two scavengers with guns leaned out, aiming directly at the taxi.

"Serious threat detected, please fasten your seat belts, an attack is imminent."

Delaman turned the steering wheel sharply, and the vehicle swung flexibly on the road, rushing left and right in the dense firepower network.

Stray bullets occasionally grazed the bulletproof car jacket, and the loud bangs of impact continued.

"Fuck... They really are like a group of hyenas seeing blood!" V kept his eyes bright and quickly found the button to control the window raising and lowering. He pressed it several times but there was no response.

"No... Delaman, don't lock the car windows! We can't just take a beating without fighting back!"

Nobody: Chapter 32: Dump Truck Iai, Boy!

"If you open the car window, there may be stray bullets and dangerous gases that threaten the safety of our VIP customer, Mr. Leonardo. Please forgive me for rejecting your request.

Please don't worry, I have called the police and the NCPD is on the scene."

V laughed at Delaman's words: "NCPD is useless. By the time they get here, our bodies will be cold!"

Leo was shocked to notice that Delaman was speechless after being rebuked by V, and his lips trembled twice.

The credibility of NCPD is fucking outrageous!

V gripped the back of the chair with one hand and looked back at the van.

"Wait until we're at the intersection ahead. When you turn, lower your window and I'll use my tech weapon's charged shot to kill the driver with one shot!"

"I maintain my previous view that the safety of passengers should be the top priority for Delaman's car service."

"Fuck!" V quickly lowered his head, "Leo, say something!"

What could Leo say? He felt that what Delaman said made sense...

But V's concerns are also reasonable...

After thinking for a while, he looked at the monitor: "Delaman, doesn't my Excelsior package include 'Combat Mode'? Since your 'Escape Mode' is not effective, I request to change the mode immediately!"

"Request received, calculating..."

A huge amount of data flashed through Delaman's eyes, and he came up with the result in just a few seconds.

"Your request is reasonable, and under the [Second Amendment], we have the right to fight back without restriction when our property and personal safety are threatened.

I reiterate, please fasten your seat belts, we are about to enter combat mode."

"Taxis have combat mode?" V complained in surprise.

"Please fasten your seat belts and adjust to the anti-impact position."

The so-called anti-impact posture is automatically played on the display screen, providing on-site teaching.

V had no choice but to do as he was told since the taxi had a "self-awareness".

After both of them followed the instructions, the border of the display screen glowed red, and it was obvious that an emergency state had been entered.

"The counterattack begins!"

Delaman's voice became cold and hard.

Leo and V both chose the "chair back support style", with their faces pressed against the monitor so they could see what he was doing.

I saw the tail of the taxi swaying rapidly, and a layer of shiny black oil covered the road.

"You've been hit by a leak!?" V exclaimed.

"Don't worry, this is the oil slick protection system. Two oil slick sprayers on the inside of the rear tires create obstacles on the road to prevent vehicles from chasing you.

This is the protective method I learned from analyzing the official cars of previous US presidents."

As they were talking, the small truck behind them, with the accelerator pressed to the bottom, had already rushed onto the oil film.

The disadvantages of cheap second-hand cars began to emerge - the friction between the tires that had long been worn out and the ground decreased rapidly, causing the vehicle to slip.

The small truck performed an endless 360-degree spin on the spot, spinning like a top.

The black guy in the front row was fine, only his gun fell off. The black guy standing outside the car in the back was thrown out screaming.

Listening to his screams of “Ahhhh” rapidly fading away, Leo laughed immorally.

It's not over yet, Delaman shouted a warning: "We are about to turn around and launch the second phase of the counterattack to completely put an end to the criminals' infringement on the VIPs. Please stay calm, it may be a bit bumpy."

The dark brown Delaman car drifted and turned on a deserted road, aiming its front end at the street cleaner's pickup truck.

The engine roars and the accelerator hits the bottom!

Leo widened his eyes and watched the speed displayed in the upper right corner of the screen soar to three digits in an instant.

The image in the vehicle monitoring system quickly zoomed in.

He saw the unconscious Blackie in the passenger seat and the street sweeper driver in the driver's seat.

He was only wearing a blood-stained white coat and a tacky LED mask, and was yelling like a madman, trying to stabilize the out-of-control vehicle.

"Eyes met", his scarlet and swollen eyelids were full of bloodshot, and suspicious mucus flowed from the corners of his mouth, and it was unclear whether it was saliva or something he drank.

In his eyes, Leo could only see pure madness and hatred.

'Damn, a stupid scavenger who hates us!'

He cursed in his heart, and there was no trace of pity in his eyes when he looked at the other person.

This is Night City, let's abandon the boring moral baggage - "Fuck him!"

boom--

The front bumper of the car hit the side of the pickup truck with great precision, causing the already unstable truck to flip over and spin on the ground like a flip-over turtle.

"Brilliant!!"

V got up excitedly and leaned his head to look at the small truck with cracked metal and severely dented body.

"Open the car window, I have a grenade on me, blow their turtle shells up into the sky!"

Delaman didn't listen to her: "The enemy has lost its ability to attack, please don't fight back excessively. At this point, the police won't bother the two guests. It's not certain that they will bother you after you throw the grenade."

"Uh...that's right."

V drew back in dismay.

"The danger has been eliminated. We will maintain the highest speed allowed by the road and deliver the distinguished guests to their destination as quickly as possible."

Delaman turned the vehicle around and quickly moved away from the battlefield.

Leo also regained his composure, leaned back in his chair, and pressed his pounding heart with his hand.

So exciting...

He knew that Night City was in chaos, but the chaos to the point where kidnappings took place in broad daylight was really too much for him to handle.

Damn scavengers, they will be slaughtered sooner or later...

On the way back, an NCPD police car passed them by but did not stop the vehicle, which had minor damage to the front bumper and hood.

Delaman told them that the police had already taken care of the follow-up matters and that what happened next had nothing to do with them.

"You don't even need to take notes?"

"No need. I have already sent the entire video to the police. It is enough evidence to convict them."

“How many years can he be sentenced to?”

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any knowledge of criminal law."

Delaman couldn't answer, so Leo looked at V.

V rubbed the handle of the gun and answered, "It depends on whether they have a criminal record and whether they have the money to pay the fine. In this case, they failed to successfully kidnap you and were dealt with. If they don't pay the fine, it will take a year or two, and if they pay the fine, it will take two or three months."

"So light!?" Leo felt unacceptable.

"What else? If criminals were executed immediately, the population of Night City would be reduced by at least 50%."

"What a hell of a place..."

Leo closed his eyes, feeling powerless.

*

Soon after, they arrived at Leo's hotel safely.

Delaman didn't even charge him more for the fare, and apologized to him sincerely, making sure to avoid situations that would upset the VIP as much as possible.

V didn't retract his eager gaze until the taxi disappeared at the end of the street:

"What a great car! There is actually a car that can fight automatically. If you put a heavy machine gun on the roof and two rocket launchers, this car can destroy an army by itself!

When I have money, I will also buy this kind of driverless car!"

Nobody: Chapter 33: Met each other for four hours and moved in together immediately!

Return to the apartment.

Leo took two steps at a time and walked straight to the sofa.

After sitting down, he realized that his back seemed a little wet - he reached back and felt that his back was covered with cold sweat.

Depend on……

Life in Night City is too exciting. I was almost kidnapped by street cleaners when I went out. It is hard to imagine how ordinary people can survive in such an environment where order is close to collapse.

The piercing sound of gunfire and the unusual sound of bullets hitting the car body seemed to still echo in his ears, making him inevitably feel anxious.

Da da da--

The slightly chaotic footsteps came near and far, circling around the room.

Leo turned his head and saw his companion who was equally anxious.

"V, come and sit for a while, everything is fine now."

V paused, the ends of her crimson hair swaying gently. "You don't understand. This isn't over yet."

"They still dare to hunt us down!?"

"No, it was those bastards who broke the rules. According to 'tradition', I have to go and get my revenge. You...or else don't go out today. I'll go back to the ant nest and take care of the 'thing'."

Leo was stunned. Could V be such a vengeful person?

Revenge doesn’t take overnight! ?

As soon as V saw his expression, he knew he was wrong.

"It's not what you think. This is not just a personal vendetta, but a 'tradition'."

She explained to the naive but wealthy young master,

“Watson is the poorest and most chaotic place in Night City, but because of this, the lower-class people gradually have a customary rule - that is, you can’t eat grass in your own backyard.

Simply put, you can’t attack your neighbors, at least not to the point of killing them. Otherwise, everyone will be in danger, and public security will be ten times worse than it is now.”

"But those scavengers... live in the ant nest and dare to squat in the ant nest to look for targets. They broke the rules. I am a local of the ant nest, so I have to take the lead in this matter!"

This may be true, but Leo was still worried, so he grabbed V's wrist when she passed by.

"You—uh, what's wrong?"

V's hands trembled, and he frowned reflexively. But when he saw the concern in Leo's eyes, his tone softened.

"It's too dangerous for you to go alone, and you have no intelligence."

"I have an intelligence channel - you spent money at the gun store and the boxing ring today, so you can be considered their 'client'. I'll ask Wilson and Fred, and they will definitely tell me if they know anything."

"You only answered the second half of the sentence. What about the first half? Aren't you still acting alone?"

"I'm a lone wolf. It's not like I haven't done this kind of work before." V patted his holster. "Besides, I have a good gun that can penetrate walls. It's easy to deal with them."

"That won't work. You are my bodyguard. Your job is to protect me. Think about your salary!"

Once the killer weapon is used, the effect is immediate.

V's resolve became less firm when he thought of the beautiful... ugh, dirty Euros.